Let's Play Pretend - Chapter 24
Title: Let's Play Pretend
Genre: Romance, fluff, slight angst
Pairing: YunJae
Summary: Jung Yunho finds himself stuck in a fake relationship with another man when he is very much straight and is secretly dating a very famous actress.
A/N: AHH! posting via mobile. I'll fix this later. T_T
Prologue I [ 1] [ 2] [ 3] [ 4] [ 5] [ 6] [ 7] [ 8] [ 9] [ 10] [ 11] [ 12] [ 13] [ 14]
[ 15] [ 16] [ 17] [ 18] [ 19] [ 20] [ 21] [ 22] [ 23]
Shut Me Up with a Kiss
Clothes were scattered on the kitchen floor. Sweat and the musky smell of sex filtered through the air, mixing with the aroma of lust that came from two bodies burning with need for each other. Like animals mating for the first time, the hunger and desire to feel was the only thing that mattered.
The table scraped against the tiled floor. Its glass surface getting moist from Jaejoong’s sweat as he was splayed on top of it, uncovered, completely naked for Yunho to devour. His legs wrapped around Yunho’s hips, lower half dangling by the edge of the table while Yunho was bent over him nipping the sensitive skin along his jaw line down to his neck. He lifted his hands wanting to explore the body above him but his wrists were grabbed then roughly pressed to his sides, fingers intertwining as Yunho's kisses went up to taste his lips.
Jaejoong’s body arched, his hard-on rubbing against Yunho’s stomach. Their hips gyrated, rubbing against each other, both letting out a sound of pleasure as Yunho's thick rod continuously rubbed between the crack of Jaejoong's behind. It was torture being so close to feeling that warmth if Yunho actually pushed inside the opening.
"Yunho-yah..."
Jaejoong moaned in one needy breath as he felt tongue trail down his chest. His mouth parted once more in a silent scream when Yunho's sharp teeth played with one hard nipple, rolling it between bites until it bloomed red from the torment.
That husky, lustful voice was enough to strip Yunho of his control. He let out a growl, pulling Jaejoong up against his chest whose legs instantly wrapped around him. Their lips were biting and sucking each other's neck, lapping on skin as Yunho carried Jaejoong off the table with ease into the living room.
It was arousing to Yunho’s eyes; that surprised look that flitted across Jaejoong’s face when he was unceremoniously dropped on the black couch, insides burning as he looked at Yunho who just stood there, staring back at him with undeniable lust in those eyes. Jaejoong moaned for Yunho to come to him, his pale skin a striking contrast to the darkness of the leather sofa.
Moving closer, Yunho rested one knee on the couch so his hard cock hovered above those sinfully inviting lips. His fingers then gripped Jaejoong’s chin making dark, blurry eyes meet his.
“You look so beautiful, baby.”
Jaejoong’s eyes lit up at the compliment, his tongue peeking out to lick the dripping tip in return. Despite being prepared for it, Yunho couldn’t help but groan at the sensual contact. His hand grabbed a fistful of blonde hair in reflex, tilting Jaejoong’s head up so his mouth was in a better position.
“Suck.”
Jaejoong did what he was told and parted his lips while Yunho pushed in.
“Oh... God.” Yunho groaned, eyes tightly shut as the delightful sensation of being inside that warm mouth consumed what little bit of control left in him. When he opened his eyes again, he was met with an obscene picture of Jaejoong’s head bobbing up and down, sucking him hard. He could see Jaejoong’s neck tense up whenever he pushed forward which only tempted him to shove the entire length in.
Jaejoong started to gag when the blunt tip hit the back of his throat, but he didn’t want the delicious pain to stop. Instead, he held Yunho by the hips to keep him from pulling out.
“Oh--fuck!” Yunho gasped. The feel of Jaejoong’s throat closing up on his cock was pushing him to his limit... only he thought it was way too soon.
“B-Baby, s-stop. I’m ahh-going to cum.” He tried to push Jaejoong’s head away but the other only kept on deep-throating him, sucking with hallowed cheeks until he couldn’t control it anymore and his eyes were already rolling to the back of his head.
Yunho’s body jerked, and the next thing he knew, he was already filling Jaejoong’s mouth with his cum.
After coming down from his high, Yunho slumped forward with a grunt, draping his body over the smaller man. Jaejoong was pinned underneath, littering his neck and chest with small kisses.
“That good, huh?” Jaejoong muttered smugly, chuckling when Yunho pushed him further against the couch.
“Mmm... that good.” Yunho whispered as he reached for the other’s hands and pinned them over his head. Lusting for more body contact, Yunho settled his lower half in between spread legs, bending his knees under Jaejoong's thighs while their hips ground sensually against each other.
Jaejoong groaned when fingers once again settled on gripping his locks, scalp tingling when his head was roughly pulled back. He was moaning into Yunho's mouth, lips exchanging heated kisses as their hands touched every part they could reach. Warm, wet kisses then assaulted his neck, biting and sucking hard on the patch of exposed skin. He was moaning, yearning to feel what his body needed. Every part of him was in heat. His heels were digging into Yunho's lower back for more friction when a hand slipped between them and started stroking his cock.
Jaejoong bucked into Yunho's fist, already driven with lust that when a moist finger pressed inside him he could no longer stop the needy whimper from coming out of his mouth.
"Need more," he gasped. "Put it in deeper."
Yunho shivered biting the pallid chest, his desire fueled upon hearing Jaejoong sounding so desperate. He got up and reached for the lube inside the draw and then went back into position. He pushed three lubed fingers in until he was pressing into a certain spot that had Jaejoong keening under him.
"Yunho, baby... please."
Yunho dipped his head until he was nuzzling Jaejoong’s cheek, whispering in between soft, chaste kisses. “Tell me you love me.”
“I love you,” Jaejoong muttered under his breath. “I love you so much.”
Yunho smiled, whispering soothing words into Jaejoong’s ear, telling him how much he love him back. Carefully, he took out his fingers before using his hand to lube his cock. He then gently pushed against the narrow entrance, nearly losing his restraint at the sound of Jaejoong’s soft mewling under him. He moved in slowly until the head went pass the opening then snapped his hips forward, pushing the rest in one swift move.
"Haah! fuck... fuck, oh!"
Yunho caught Jaejoong’s lips, silencing his scream while rolling his hips in a sensual motion as he waited for Jaejoong’s clenching muscles to relax around him. When the tight hold on his cock gradually lessened, Yunho started moving in and out making Jaejoong let out a loud curse into the kiss.
Yunho groaned, hips starting to pick up speed. “You okay?”
“More baby, please.” Jaejoong clawed Yunho’s back as the thrust went deeper, the thick length propelling into him faster with each passing moment. He was getting drunk from the sensation, hips pushing up to meet Yunho’s wild thrusting. It was as if Yunho was branding his soul, marking him so he knew who he belonged to.
Their movements were uncontrolled, raw, and feral. Yunho held Jaejoong’s hips as he pushed, cock sliding in and out while their voices mingled with the grating and creaking sound of the couch.
"Just like that, Jaejoong-ah. Scream for me."
Yunho sunk his teeth into the space near Jaejoong’s chin, leaving trails of kisses along his jaw. He then sat up, groaning at the tightness and the warm feeling surrounding his rigid cock. He pulled out, flipped Jaejoong over, and grabbed him by the hips before pummeling in once more.
They both let out a sharp cry at the position, each thrust precisely hitting Jaejoong’s pleasure point.
“Yes, yes... ri-ight there! oh!” Jaejoong cried, his head thrown back in bliss as Yunho’s length kept piercing through him. He rocked back and forth at the brutal pace while his hands blindly reached for something to hold on to. Not able to think straight anymore, he just settled on crossing his arms, resting his cheek against it as he gasped for air while Yunho furiously fucked him from behind.
“You feel so good.”
They were chest to back, Yunho‘s arm wrapped around the small waist while his other hand circled the other's cock. He began to thrust up hard and fast, whereas Jaejoong kept moaning loudly at the force his body was getting and from the pleasure from Yunho’s fist.
“Faster, damn it!”
Jaejoong was close and Yunho could feel him tightening up. He moaned every time the muscles clenched around him and the cramped opening was putting his stamina to the test. Mustering what was left of his strength, Yunho tightened his grip on Jaejoong’s hips and made one particular hard thrust that had Jaejoong’s eyes snapping wide, and his mouth releasing a surprise scream.
"ahh...! Yunho!"
Jaejoong came, fingers clawing the leather seat as his body continued to rock from Yunho’s continuous movement. He felt as if he was being suffocated from feeling too much and all he could hear was slapping of thighs echoed by the sensual sex sounds their voices were making.
His eyes were tightly shut, biting hard on his lower lip when Yunho suddenly pulled on his golden tresses, tipping his head up so he could dive in for a kiss while he continued to fuck him senseless.
“Nng!” Yunho rammed into the pliant body underneath at a furious pace until the sound of Jaejoong’s constant helpless whimper pushed him to his limit. His movement gradually lost its momentum, hips rocking in an irregular rhythm when he finally came. He bit on Jaejoong’s neck to muffle his scream while continually rolling his hips up until the last drop of his cum was released.
They were both completely drained that none of them moved for a while. Yunho left lazy kisses on Jaejoong’s nape and shoulders then eventually rolled himself to the side as he was trampling Jaejoong under him with his dead weight.
"Yunno-ya..." Jaejoong called tiredly.
"Hmm?"
“I can’t stop smiling. Why is that?” Jaejoong muttered truthfully with his lips stretched wide. He sighed contentedly while pulling himself up so he laid on top of Yunho. He couldn’t explain the wonderful feeling; Yunho made him feel all these beautiful emotions that weren't completely unfamiliar yet felt all new to him at the same time.
“Because you have a massive crush on me,” Yunho drawled lazily, pulling Jaejoong closer to him.
“Mhm-hmm, either that or someone just fucked the living daylights out of my perky ass.” Jaejoong added thoughtfully. “I’m going to be really sore for days.”
“I’m sorry.” Yunho chuckled, kissing Jaejoong’s cheek wishing he could express the amount of affection he had for the other. He was overflowing with joy that he wanted nothing but to just stay forever holding Jaejoong in his arms. “I can’t promise not to do it again, though.”
“Oh believe me, there’s nothing to be sorry about.” Jaejoong giggled, nuzzling his cheek on Yunho’s chest.
“I know.” Yunho answered smugly. “I could tell from the way you were begging for more.”
“Mhm,” Jaejoong propped his head up, his smile so bright. “You think... we can do more?"
Yunho paused. “Now?”
“Yes, but... ‘m so tired.” Jaejoong whined. “This is your fault.”
“Oh now it’s my fault.” Yunho snorted before dropping a kiss on Jaejoong’s forehead but he couldn’t keep a straight face and stop himself from smiling lovingly when the other broke into a yawn.
“Alright, I’ll carry you to bed.”
***
For how long Yunho had stared at Jaejoong's face he couldn't remember. He didn't want to move in fear of waking him up too soon. Jaejoong was pressed to his side, arm over his chest and there was such gentleness present in Jaejoong's face that he wasn't able to resist giving soft kisses to his cheeks and lips, while cooing Jaejoongie in between.
Jaejoong pressed closer at the same time burying his face into Yunho's neck in a small whine, not welcoming the tickling sensation.
"Good morning, love." Yunho whispered while his hand rubbed soothingly along Jaejoong's back. He heard more grumbling against his neck and instead of waking up, Jaejoong eased back into sleep at his calming touch.
He looked over to his side--the time said 8:00 AM. Maybe he could let Jaejoong sleep in a little longer. Gently, he made a move to get up but Jaejoong made grabby hands and held him close.
"Yunnoya.." he mumbled, head tilting up to press a kiss on Yunho's jaw. "Where are you going? Sleep."
Yunho shivered when warm hand cupped his jaw before lips sucked on his lower lip and felt a sharp nip that nearly broke a layer of skin. It was really tempting to stay in bed but...
"I’m hungry."
“Well you won’t be getting any if you leave this bed.” Jaejoong complained childishly.
“Not that kind of hungry, but now that you mention it.” Yunho chuckled, pinning Jaejoong under him. "Maybe I really am hungry for something else."
Jaejoong grinned up at him, stars dancing in his eyes as Yunho slowly leaned forward for a kiss. It was a moment that could have lead into something steamy if it were not for the sound of Yunho’s stomach growling like a dying whale. Furthermore, Jaejoong bursting into laughter in his face was enough to kill the mood.
“Damn it, moment ruined.” He sighed into Jaejoong’s neck who laughed until he started wheezing.
“Okay, that’s our cue.” He planted a sloppy kiss on Jaejoong’s forehead then pulled him up with him. “Come on baby, up! up! Let's prepare breakfast.”
Yunho had no doubt that Jaejoong's presence made his knees weak. It had different effects on him to be quite honest. While most times it was romantic and sweet, the sight of Jaejoong at that particular morning looking utterly ravished with hickeys blooming against his pale skin, was really making it hard for Yunho. That enticing image of Jaejoong preparing breakfast in his own oversized shirt with nothing underneath was zapping Yunho’s limp penis back to life:
as fast as bzzzzzt! and then bam! instant hard-on.
While Jaejoong made them coffee, a shirtless Yunho wearing only his thin silk night pants, stood about two steps behind while leaning against the fridge. He had a nice view from where he was standing. Jaejoong's shirt would rise up whenever he reached for something giving the spectator a peek of that plump butt.
As if Jaejoong's cute derriere was calling for him, Yunho pushed himself up and languidly walked up to the unsuspecting man. His arms immediately circled his small waist, his chin resting atop his right shoulder.
“Tease.”
“What?”
“Don’t play coy with me.”
The naughty grin on the other’s face proved that the little show was done on purpose. Intent on relieving his morning problem, Yunho’s hands rubbed along those pale thighs, going up until his shirt bunched up around his waist. Jaejoong’s chuckling was then replaced with a moan when Yunho's hands went to cup both cheeks and started kneading them.
Jaejoong gripped the counter when he felt his ass cheeks getting spread and then the familiar feeling of a finger sliding in.
“You’re still stretched from last night.”
“And?”
"I'm starving." Yunho breathed out huskily, his tongue playing with the hickeys on Jaejoong's neck. His other hand freed his aching cock, the thick rod hanging out while his pants pooled around his thighs.
"Help yourself then."
And so Yunho pushed in.
Jaejoong moaned at the slow pace Yunho was going. Their hips moved in a fluid motion, eyes beginning to flutter as they get lost in their own worlds once again.
"What about breakfast?"
“This is breakfast.”
Yunho's low whisper barely registered for Jaejoong’s head was now lulling back in sexual high, mouth opening in a harsh gasp when Yunho started moving in and out. His uncontrolled thrusting clued Jaejoong in that it was going to be a quick release so he started fisting himself in time of each pleasurable scrape of the thick organ that was pushing into him.
"Y-Yes, right there, baby." His other hand went up to grasp Yunho’s hair. It was to anchor himself because the fast and rough movement was shaking him so hard that he nearly lost his footing.
"Mm. Still so tight."
Yunho let out a grunt, fingers tightening around Jaejoong's hips as he kept on thrusting upwards until the other was standing on his toes.
They weren't going to last long, both of them knew. Yunho's deep, low growling told him that he was nearing his release. So Jaejoong as well was plagued with the sudden need to come. His hole clenched as the rapid drilling behind him gained speed and then true enough, Yunho's body began to spasm uncontrollably as he came.
Yunho's hips continued on knowing Jaejoong needed more pushing. His head bent low, whispering dirty words into Jaejoong's ear who responded with soft, kittenish noise as he continued to fist himself.
"That's it, baby." Yunho whispered with a grunt as he slid in, torturing Jaejoong even more with the low rumble of his voice. "You look sinfully tempting right now. I just want to fuck you all day, make you beg and fill you up with cum."
Jaejoong moaned loudly hearing those filthy words. His muscles began to tense up, then with a few more strokes, strings of cum dirtied his fingers.
Jaejoong fell limp against Yunho’s chest, strong arms abruptly snaking around his waist to keep him upright. As they waited for their heartbeat to recover, he felt soft kisses on his neck, trailing to the skin along his shoulders that the wide shirt didn't cover up.
Jaejoong's eyes remained shut, basking in the afterglow when suddenly a thought came to him. With a chuckle he said, “Yoochun could have walked in on us.”
“Oh, that greaseball would like it.”
“Yeah. I’d bet on it.” Jaejoong lazily answered with a laugh. "I'll make us coffee."
Yunho pulled away, fixing his pants back up. He then sat himself on one of the empty stools near the breakfast counter and watched Jaejoong fill two empty mugs with coffee. His lips quirked in interest seeing his cum trail down Jaejoong’s legs, so later when breakfast was ready, Yunho pulled Jaejoong to him, sitting the surprised man sideways on his lap.
“Feed me,” he said grinning from ear to ear.
Jaejoong rolled his eyes, wriggling on Yunho's lap until he was seated comfortably. Not on the mood to oppose the childish demand, he picked a piece of grape fruit then fed it into the other's open mouth. But Yunho had other things in mind it seemed. He made sure to suck on Jaejoong’s finger suggestively before letting go.
"Tch." Jaejoong grunted. “We won’t get things done if you do that.”
“That's the idea." Yunho leered with a wolfish smirk. He turned Jaejoong to him, maneuvering the other into position so he straddled his lap.
"I meant what I said, you know."
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow in question. "Meant what?"
Yunho's lips curved, his thumb grazing Jaejoong's bottom lip.
"That I want to fuck you all day."
***
Three days passed since they've had that talk and settled the underlying issues between them. It's been going great and fortunately enough, things went back to normal, if not, even better than it was before.
After work that night, Yunho picked up Jaejoong from work and took him out for dinner. As usual, a small crowd of paparazzi was waiting for them. Yunho scanned the group outside as if expecting to spot a familiar face. He got out first and then went to the other side to keep Jaejoong close and then sped past blinding flashes of camera until they disappeared into the restaurant.
They ate in comfortable silence, occasionally talking about random stuff and every now and then playing footsies underneath the table. It was a pleasant evening which took an amusing turn when Yunho spoke his thoughts out load.
“You know, baby.”
“Yeah?” Jaejoong looked up as he tipped a glass of water to his lips.
Yunho handed his credit card to their table’s attendant and waited until the old man was out of earshot before he continued. “I still haven’t figured out how you managed to get Shirota Yuu on your side. You never told me.”
Jaejoong choked on his drink.
“You okay?”
“Yeah.” Jaejoong coughed, forcing an awkward laugh.
“So?” Yunho encouraged with a small grin decorating his lips. He did not notice Jaejoong’s discomfort at all. "Did you torture the guy or something?"
"Um, maybe. Yeah, you could say that."
“Okay... and?" Yunho tilted his head to the side in curiosity.
Jaejoong shrugged, grinning nervously. "You know, this and that... ooh, gee, look at the time. It’s getting late! We should go!"
Yunho arched an eyebrow finally catching up on the other’s odd behavior. He held a finger up, a gesture that told the other to stay put.
"Should I be worried?"
"Noope." His lips stressed on the p, making a popping sound.
"Kim Jaejoong."
"Wha-at?" Jaejoong squeaked.
"What did you do?”
Jaejoong huffed, his lips forming a pout.
“I’ll show you when we get home.”
***
“What the hell?!” Yunho flailed, covering his eyes from the disturbing image. He was backed against the leather couch next to Jaejoong who was shoving the brightly lit cellphone screen to his face which showed a photo of a tied-up reporter.
"Whaa-!” Yunho spluttered for words. “Why would you show me that?!”
Jaejoong looked at him owlishly. "I thought you wanted to see."
“I didn’t say that! Fuck.” Yunho complained trying to chase the mental image away. “I think I need to wash my eyes with bleach or something."
Jaejoong was cackling in amusement.
“It’s not funny!” Yunho glared, whacking Jaejoong’s shoulder.
“Yes, it is.”
Yunho pushed Jaejoong away from him and started walking to the door. “Laugh all you want because you're not getting any tonight."
Jaejoong froze, his face turning into a frown. "You think you can resist me?"
“Believe me, I can.” Yunho faced Jaejoong with a resolute look. "In fact, I’m not sleeping here with you!"
They scowled at each other for a long intense moment.
Jaejoong broke the silence first. "Immature bastard,” he hissed. “Well fine.” He stomped towards the tiny display stand and snatched the toy on top of it.
“Come on baby bear, you're staying with daddy tonight.” He then shot an irritated look at Yunho with a scoff. ”Your mommy is so whiny today. He must be on his period."
“Oh you...” Yunho’s eyes glowed with irritation as he marched towards Jaejoong. “So that’s how it is?” He grabbed the stuffed animal away from the other’s hold and pointed a finger at him.
"Were you talking about yourself just now? because a menopausal man like you can’t be on a period! But you did get one thing right, you’re a whiny little--”
“I’m not whiny!” Jaejoong interjected.
“Whatever. I'm taking the bear back with me!" Yunho spat angrily as he headed to the door.
Jaejoong gasped loudly seeing Yunho’s retreating back. "Are you divorcing me?!”
That stopped Yunho dead in his tracks. He gave Jaejoong a rather dubious look before gritting out an answer. "We're not even married!"
Jaejoong tilted his head innocently, his voice sounding sincere with his question. "Okay... but you'd marry me if you could?"
"Yes of course." Yunho answered back in a flash without hesitation then frowning at his momentary weakness. "But that's not the point!"
"Okay, good.” Jaejoong nodded then added thoughtfully, “Although if we did get a divorce, what makes you think you’ll have custody of our kid?"
Yunho gaped at the absurdity before replying anyway with his brows deeply furrowed. "First of all, if we did get married, there's no way we're getting a divorce. I won’t allow that to happen. And second--" he stopped midway realizing how he got sidetracked again.
Jaejoong was stifling his laughter.
"Damn it, Jaejoong!"
Yunho walked out, slamming the door behind him.
Half an hour later, Yunho heard the door to his bedroom open. He felt the bed dip to where his back was turned and then a sudden rush of warmth hesitantly pressed to his side.
"Why are you here?"
"I came for my baby bear." Jaejoong mumbled, pressing a kiss to Yunho’s nape.
He didn’t like the answer. For the first time, Yunho hated that stupid stuffed animal. "Take the damn toy then."
“Don’t be jealous.” Jaejoong chuckled, slipping himself under the blanket. “I came for my other baby bear."
Yunho continued to brood despite the other’s persistence. But Jaejoong wasn’t one to give up easily.
"So... we're not really having sex tonight?" his mouth pressed into Yunho’s back, voice muffled by the fabric.
"No. I told you we’re not."
"Not even angry make up sex?" he insisted, voice pleading like a little kid.
Yunho paused in thought, a small smile threatening to slip. "Nope."
Jaejoong poked Yunho's cheek. "Cuddle then?"
"Fine, maybe cuddling is okay." Yunho sighed, turning to his side to face his insistent lover. "But this doesn’t mean anything. I'm still mad."
Jaejoong’s face perked up anyway, jumping into Yunho's arms which then immediately enclosed him in a secure hug. He was grinning as he showered Yunho’s face with kisses.
"Looooove you, Yunnno-yah."
Yunho chuckled and couldn’t resist not to meet Jaejoong’s unrelenting lips with his. The kiss was slow-going, innocent, and separated with a satisfied smile on their lips.
"What about now? angry make up sex?"
"Okay." Yunho agreed, tickling Jaejoong’s side as he flipped them over. He frowned when Jaejoong looked up at him with a troubled expression and sounded serious when he voiced his concern.
"But it's not really angry make up sex if you're not angry, is it?"
“Uh, no. I guess not.”
“But I want angry make up sex. It’s hot.”
Yunho stared at his lover in disbelief. "Just.. let's pretend that I am. Will that work for you?"
"Well no, because I know you're not really mad."
"What do you want me to do then? get mad? because I'm not anymore."
"That's why I'm saying--"
"Okay, now I am getting mad."
"Oh! Oh!" Jaejoong squealed excitedly. "Then do that--that thing again. You know, where you kiss me to shut me up."
Yunho guffawed at that, body shaking in laughter. "Lord help me." He ran a thumb along Jaejoong's cheek who continued to babble animatedly in the background.
Yunho really had to shut him up with a kiss.
A/N:
SMUTTTTEEH wasn’t it? and you know, I’ve been dying to write that scene of them fighting over the bear. haha! by the way, the next one might be the final chapter and then maybe an epilogue. I’m not sure yet, but yeah... I can’t believe it’s ending! huu.
Okay everyone, feel free to puke rainbows on the comment section! <3
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Genre: Romance, fluff, slight angst
Pairing: YunJae
Summary: Jung Yunho finds himself stuck in a fake relationship with another man when he is very much straight and is secretly dating a very famous actress.
A/N: AHH! posting via mobile. I'll fix this later. T_T
Prologue I [ 1] [ 2] [ 3] [ 4] [ 5] [ 6] [ 7] [ 8] [ 9] [ 10] [ 11] [ 12] [ 13] [ 14]
[ 15] [ 16] [ 17] [ 18] [ 19] [ 20] [ 21] [ 22] [ 23]
Shut Me Up with a Kiss
Clothes were scattered on the kitchen floor. Sweat and the musky smell of sex filtered through the air, mixing with the aroma of lust that came from two bodies burning with need for each other. Like animals mating for the first time, the hunger and desire to feel was the only thing that mattered.
The table scraped against the tiled floor. Its glass surface getting moist from Jaejoong’s sweat as he was splayed on top of it, uncovered, completely naked for Yunho to devour. His legs wrapped around Yunho’s hips, lower half dangling by the edge of the table while Yunho was bent over him nipping the sensitive skin along his jaw line down to his neck. He lifted his hands wanting to explore the body above him but his wrists were grabbed then roughly pressed to his sides, fingers intertwining as Yunho's kisses went up to taste his lips.
Jaejoong’s body arched, his hard-on rubbing against Yunho’s stomach. Their hips gyrated, rubbing against each other, both letting out a sound of pleasure as Yunho's thick rod continuously rubbed between the crack of Jaejoong's behind. It was torture being so close to feeling that warmth if Yunho actually pushed inside the opening.
"Yunho-yah..."
Jaejoong moaned in one needy breath as he felt tongue trail down his chest. His mouth parted once more in a silent scream when Yunho's sharp teeth played with one hard nipple, rolling it between bites until it bloomed red from the torment.
That husky, lustful voice was enough to strip Yunho of his control. He let out a growl, pulling Jaejoong up against his chest whose legs instantly wrapped around him. Their lips were biting and sucking each other's neck, lapping on skin as Yunho carried Jaejoong off the table with ease into the living room.
It was arousing to Yunho’s eyes; that surprised look that flitted across Jaejoong’s face when he was unceremoniously dropped on the black couch, insides burning as he looked at Yunho who just stood there, staring back at him with undeniable lust in those eyes. Jaejoong moaned for Yunho to come to him, his pale skin a striking contrast to the darkness of the leather sofa.
Moving closer, Yunho rested one knee on the couch so his hard cock hovered above those sinfully inviting lips. His fingers then gripped Jaejoong’s chin making dark, blurry eyes meet his.
“You look so beautiful, baby.”
Jaejoong’s eyes lit up at the compliment, his tongue peeking out to lick the dripping tip in return. Despite being prepared for it, Yunho couldn’t help but groan at the sensual contact. His hand grabbed a fistful of blonde hair in reflex, tilting Jaejoong’s head up so his mouth was in a better position.
“Suck.”
Jaejoong did what he was told and parted his lips while Yunho pushed in.
“Oh... God.” Yunho groaned, eyes tightly shut as the delightful sensation of being inside that warm mouth consumed what little bit of control left in him. When he opened his eyes again, he was met with an obscene picture of Jaejoong’s head bobbing up and down, sucking him hard. He could see Jaejoong’s neck tense up whenever he pushed forward which only tempted him to shove the entire length in.
Jaejoong started to gag when the blunt tip hit the back of his throat, but he didn’t want the delicious pain to stop. Instead, he held Yunho by the hips to keep him from pulling out.
“Oh--fuck!” Yunho gasped. The feel of Jaejoong’s throat closing up on his cock was pushing him to his limit... only he thought it was way too soon.
“B-Baby, s-stop. I’m ahh-going to cum.” He tried to push Jaejoong’s head away but the other only kept on deep-throating him, sucking with hallowed cheeks until he couldn’t control it anymore and his eyes were already rolling to the back of his head.
Yunho’s body jerked, and the next thing he knew, he was already filling Jaejoong’s mouth with his cum.
After coming down from his high, Yunho slumped forward with a grunt, draping his body over the smaller man. Jaejoong was pinned underneath, littering his neck and chest with small kisses.
“That good, huh?” Jaejoong muttered smugly, chuckling when Yunho pushed him further against the couch.
“Mmm... that good.” Yunho whispered as he reached for the other’s hands and pinned them over his head. Lusting for more body contact, Yunho settled his lower half in between spread legs, bending his knees under Jaejoong's thighs while their hips ground sensually against each other.
Jaejoong groaned when fingers once again settled on gripping his locks, scalp tingling when his head was roughly pulled back. He was moaning into Yunho's mouth, lips exchanging heated kisses as their hands touched every part they could reach. Warm, wet kisses then assaulted his neck, biting and sucking hard on the patch of exposed skin. He was moaning, yearning to feel what his body needed. Every part of him was in heat. His heels were digging into Yunho's lower back for more friction when a hand slipped between them and started stroking his cock.
Jaejoong bucked into Yunho's fist, already driven with lust that when a moist finger pressed inside him he could no longer stop the needy whimper from coming out of his mouth.
"Need more," he gasped. "Put it in deeper."
Yunho shivered biting the pallid chest, his desire fueled upon hearing Jaejoong sounding so desperate. He got up and reached for the lube inside the draw and then went back into position. He pushed three lubed fingers in until he was pressing into a certain spot that had Jaejoong keening under him.
"Yunho, baby... please."
Yunho dipped his head until he was nuzzling Jaejoong’s cheek, whispering in between soft, chaste kisses. “Tell me you love me.”
“I love you,” Jaejoong muttered under his breath. “I love you so much.”
Yunho smiled, whispering soothing words into Jaejoong’s ear, telling him how much he love him back. Carefully, he took out his fingers before using his hand to lube his cock. He then gently pushed against the narrow entrance, nearly losing his restraint at the sound of Jaejoong’s soft mewling under him. He moved in slowly until the head went pass the opening then snapped his hips forward, pushing the rest in one swift move.
"Haah! fuck... fuck, oh!"
Yunho caught Jaejoong’s lips, silencing his scream while rolling his hips in a sensual motion as he waited for Jaejoong’s clenching muscles to relax around him. When the tight hold on his cock gradually lessened, Yunho started moving in and out making Jaejoong let out a loud curse into the kiss.
Yunho groaned, hips starting to pick up speed. “You okay?”
“More baby, please.” Jaejoong clawed Yunho’s back as the thrust went deeper, the thick length propelling into him faster with each passing moment. He was getting drunk from the sensation, hips pushing up to meet Yunho’s wild thrusting. It was as if Yunho was branding his soul, marking him so he knew who he belonged to.
Their movements were uncontrolled, raw, and feral. Yunho held Jaejoong’s hips as he pushed, cock sliding in and out while their voices mingled with the grating and creaking sound of the couch.
"Just like that, Jaejoong-ah. Scream for me."
Yunho sunk his teeth into the space near Jaejoong’s chin, leaving trails of kisses along his jaw. He then sat up, groaning at the tightness and the warm feeling surrounding his rigid cock. He pulled out, flipped Jaejoong over, and grabbed him by the hips before pummeling in once more.
They both let out a sharp cry at the position, each thrust precisely hitting Jaejoong’s pleasure point.
“Yes, yes... ri-ight there! oh!” Jaejoong cried, his head thrown back in bliss as Yunho’s length kept piercing through him. He rocked back and forth at the brutal pace while his hands blindly reached for something to hold on to. Not able to think straight anymore, he just settled on crossing his arms, resting his cheek against it as he gasped for air while Yunho furiously fucked him from behind.
“You feel so good.”
They were chest to back, Yunho‘s arm wrapped around the small waist while his other hand circled the other's cock. He began to thrust up hard and fast, whereas Jaejoong kept moaning loudly at the force his body was getting and from the pleasure from Yunho’s fist.
“Faster, damn it!”
Jaejoong was close and Yunho could feel him tightening up. He moaned every time the muscles clenched around him and the cramped opening was putting his stamina to the test. Mustering what was left of his strength, Yunho tightened his grip on Jaejoong’s hips and made one particular hard thrust that had Jaejoong’s eyes snapping wide, and his mouth releasing a surprise scream.
"ahh...! Yunho!"
Jaejoong came, fingers clawing the leather seat as his body continued to rock from Yunho’s continuous movement. He felt as if he was being suffocated from feeling too much and all he could hear was slapping of thighs echoed by the sensual sex sounds their voices were making.
His eyes were tightly shut, biting hard on his lower lip when Yunho suddenly pulled on his golden tresses, tipping his head up so he could dive in for a kiss while he continued to fuck him senseless.
“Nng!” Yunho rammed into the pliant body underneath at a furious pace until the sound of Jaejoong’s constant helpless whimper pushed him to his limit. His movement gradually lost its momentum, hips rocking in an irregular rhythm when he finally came. He bit on Jaejoong’s neck to muffle his scream while continually rolling his hips up until the last drop of his cum was released.
They were both completely drained that none of them moved for a while. Yunho left lazy kisses on Jaejoong’s nape and shoulders then eventually rolled himself to the side as he was trampling Jaejoong under him with his dead weight.
"Yunno-ya..." Jaejoong called tiredly.
"Hmm?"
“I can’t stop smiling. Why is that?” Jaejoong muttered truthfully with his lips stretched wide. He sighed contentedly while pulling himself up so he laid on top of Yunho. He couldn’t explain the wonderful feeling; Yunho made him feel all these beautiful emotions that weren't completely unfamiliar yet felt all new to him at the same time.
“Because you have a massive crush on me,” Yunho drawled lazily, pulling Jaejoong closer to him.
“Mhm-hmm, either that or someone just fucked the living daylights out of my perky ass.” Jaejoong added thoughtfully. “I’m going to be really sore for days.”
“I’m sorry.” Yunho chuckled, kissing Jaejoong’s cheek wishing he could express the amount of affection he had for the other. He was overflowing with joy that he wanted nothing but to just stay forever holding Jaejoong in his arms. “I can’t promise not to do it again, though.”
“Oh believe me, there’s nothing to be sorry about.” Jaejoong giggled, nuzzling his cheek on Yunho’s chest.
“I know.” Yunho answered smugly. “I could tell from the way you were begging for more.”
“Mhm,” Jaejoong propped his head up, his smile so bright. “You think... we can do more?"
Yunho paused. “Now?”
“Yes, but... ‘m so tired.” Jaejoong whined. “This is your fault.”
“Oh now it’s my fault.” Yunho snorted before dropping a kiss on Jaejoong’s forehead but he couldn’t keep a straight face and stop himself from smiling lovingly when the other broke into a yawn.
“Alright, I’ll carry you to bed.”
***
For how long Yunho had stared at Jaejoong's face he couldn't remember. He didn't want to move in fear of waking him up too soon. Jaejoong was pressed to his side, arm over his chest and there was such gentleness present in Jaejoong's face that he wasn't able to resist giving soft kisses to his cheeks and lips, while cooing Jaejoongie in between.
Jaejoong pressed closer at the same time burying his face into Yunho's neck in a small whine, not welcoming the tickling sensation.
"Good morning, love." Yunho whispered while his hand rubbed soothingly along Jaejoong's back. He heard more grumbling against his neck and instead of waking up, Jaejoong eased back into sleep at his calming touch.
He looked over to his side--the time said 8:00 AM. Maybe he could let Jaejoong sleep in a little longer. Gently, he made a move to get up but Jaejoong made grabby hands and held him close.
"Yunnoya.." he mumbled, head tilting up to press a kiss on Yunho's jaw. "Where are you going? Sleep."
Yunho shivered when warm hand cupped his jaw before lips sucked on his lower lip and felt a sharp nip that nearly broke a layer of skin. It was really tempting to stay in bed but...
"I’m hungry."
“Well you won’t be getting any if you leave this bed.” Jaejoong complained childishly.
“Not that kind of hungry, but now that you mention it.” Yunho chuckled, pinning Jaejoong under him. "Maybe I really am hungry for something else."
Jaejoong grinned up at him, stars dancing in his eyes as Yunho slowly leaned forward for a kiss. It was a moment that could have lead into something steamy if it were not for the sound of Yunho’s stomach growling like a dying whale. Furthermore, Jaejoong bursting into laughter in his face was enough to kill the mood.
“Damn it, moment ruined.” He sighed into Jaejoong’s neck who laughed until he started wheezing.
“Okay, that’s our cue.” He planted a sloppy kiss on Jaejoong’s forehead then pulled him up with him. “Come on baby, up! up! Let's prepare breakfast.”
Yunho had no doubt that Jaejoong's presence made his knees weak. It had different effects on him to be quite honest. While most times it was romantic and sweet, the sight of Jaejoong at that particular morning looking utterly ravished with hickeys blooming against his pale skin, was really making it hard for Yunho. That enticing image of Jaejoong preparing breakfast in his own oversized shirt with nothing underneath was zapping Yunho’s limp penis back to life:
as fast as bzzzzzt! and then bam! instant hard-on.
While Jaejoong made them coffee, a shirtless Yunho wearing only his thin silk night pants, stood about two steps behind while leaning against the fridge. He had a nice view from where he was standing. Jaejoong's shirt would rise up whenever he reached for something giving the spectator a peek of that plump butt.
As if Jaejoong's cute derriere was calling for him, Yunho pushed himself up and languidly walked up to the unsuspecting man. His arms immediately circled his small waist, his chin resting atop his right shoulder.
“Tease.”
“What?”
“Don’t play coy with me.”
The naughty grin on the other’s face proved that the little show was done on purpose. Intent on relieving his morning problem, Yunho’s hands rubbed along those pale thighs, going up until his shirt bunched up around his waist. Jaejoong’s chuckling was then replaced with a moan when Yunho's hands went to cup both cheeks and started kneading them.
Jaejoong gripped the counter when he felt his ass cheeks getting spread and then the familiar feeling of a finger sliding in.
“You’re still stretched from last night.”
“And?”
"I'm starving." Yunho breathed out huskily, his tongue playing with the hickeys on Jaejoong's neck. His other hand freed his aching cock, the thick rod hanging out while his pants pooled around his thighs.
"Help yourself then."
And so Yunho pushed in.
Jaejoong moaned at the slow pace Yunho was going. Their hips moved in a fluid motion, eyes beginning to flutter as they get lost in their own worlds once again.
"What about breakfast?"
“This is breakfast.”
Yunho's low whisper barely registered for Jaejoong’s head was now lulling back in sexual high, mouth opening in a harsh gasp when Yunho started moving in and out. His uncontrolled thrusting clued Jaejoong in that it was going to be a quick release so he started fisting himself in time of each pleasurable scrape of the thick organ that was pushing into him.
"Y-Yes, right there, baby." His other hand went up to grasp Yunho’s hair. It was to anchor himself because the fast and rough movement was shaking him so hard that he nearly lost his footing.
"Mm. Still so tight."
Yunho let out a grunt, fingers tightening around Jaejoong's hips as he kept on thrusting upwards until the other was standing on his toes.
They weren't going to last long, both of them knew. Yunho's deep, low growling told him that he was nearing his release. So Jaejoong as well was plagued with the sudden need to come. His hole clenched as the rapid drilling behind him gained speed and then true enough, Yunho's body began to spasm uncontrollably as he came.
Yunho's hips continued on knowing Jaejoong needed more pushing. His head bent low, whispering dirty words into Jaejoong's ear who responded with soft, kittenish noise as he continued to fist himself.
"That's it, baby." Yunho whispered with a grunt as he slid in, torturing Jaejoong even more with the low rumble of his voice. "You look sinfully tempting right now. I just want to fuck you all day, make you beg and fill you up with cum."
Jaejoong moaned loudly hearing those filthy words. His muscles began to tense up, then with a few more strokes, strings of cum dirtied his fingers.
Jaejoong fell limp against Yunho’s chest, strong arms abruptly snaking around his waist to keep him upright. As they waited for their heartbeat to recover, he felt soft kisses on his neck, trailing to the skin along his shoulders that the wide shirt didn't cover up.
Jaejoong's eyes remained shut, basking in the afterglow when suddenly a thought came to him. With a chuckle he said, “Yoochun could have walked in on us.”
“Oh, that greaseball would like it.”
“Yeah. I’d bet on it.” Jaejoong lazily answered with a laugh. "I'll make us coffee."
Yunho pulled away, fixing his pants back up. He then sat himself on one of the empty stools near the breakfast counter and watched Jaejoong fill two empty mugs with coffee. His lips quirked in interest seeing his cum trail down Jaejoong’s legs, so later when breakfast was ready, Yunho pulled Jaejoong to him, sitting the surprised man sideways on his lap.
“Feed me,” he said grinning from ear to ear.
Jaejoong rolled his eyes, wriggling on Yunho's lap until he was seated comfortably. Not on the mood to oppose the childish demand, he picked a piece of grape fruit then fed it into the other's open mouth. But Yunho had other things in mind it seemed. He made sure to suck on Jaejoong’s finger suggestively before letting go.
"Tch." Jaejoong grunted. “We won’t get things done if you do that.”
“That's the idea." Yunho leered with a wolfish smirk. He turned Jaejoong to him, maneuvering the other into position so he straddled his lap.
"I meant what I said, you know."
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow in question. "Meant what?"
Yunho's lips curved, his thumb grazing Jaejoong's bottom lip.
"That I want to fuck you all day."
***
Three days passed since they've had that talk and settled the underlying issues between them. It's been going great and fortunately enough, things went back to normal, if not, even better than it was before.
After work that night, Yunho picked up Jaejoong from work and took him out for dinner. As usual, a small crowd of paparazzi was waiting for them. Yunho scanned the group outside as if expecting to spot a familiar face. He got out first and then went to the other side to keep Jaejoong close and then sped past blinding flashes of camera until they disappeared into the restaurant.
They ate in comfortable silence, occasionally talking about random stuff and every now and then playing footsies underneath the table. It was a pleasant evening which took an amusing turn when Yunho spoke his thoughts out load.
“You know, baby.”
“Yeah?” Jaejoong looked up as he tipped a glass of water to his lips.
Yunho handed his credit card to their table’s attendant and waited until the old man was out of earshot before he continued. “I still haven’t figured out how you managed to get Shirota Yuu on your side. You never told me.”
Jaejoong choked on his drink.
“You okay?”
“Yeah.” Jaejoong coughed, forcing an awkward laugh.
“So?” Yunho encouraged with a small grin decorating his lips. He did not notice Jaejoong’s discomfort at all. "Did you torture the guy or something?"
"Um, maybe. Yeah, you could say that."
“Okay... and?" Yunho tilted his head to the side in curiosity.
Jaejoong shrugged, grinning nervously. "You know, this and that... ooh, gee, look at the time. It’s getting late! We should go!"
Yunho arched an eyebrow finally catching up on the other’s odd behavior. He held a finger up, a gesture that told the other to stay put.
"Should I be worried?"
"Noope." His lips stressed on the p, making a popping sound.
"Kim Jaejoong."
"Wha-at?" Jaejoong squeaked.
"What did you do?”
Jaejoong huffed, his lips forming a pout.
“I’ll show you when we get home.”
***
“What the hell?!” Yunho flailed, covering his eyes from the disturbing image. He was backed against the leather couch next to Jaejoong who was shoving the brightly lit cellphone screen to his face which showed a photo of a tied-up reporter.
"Whaa-!” Yunho spluttered for words. “Why would you show me that?!”
Jaejoong looked at him owlishly. "I thought you wanted to see."
“I didn’t say that! Fuck.” Yunho complained trying to chase the mental image away. “I think I need to wash my eyes with bleach or something."
Jaejoong was cackling in amusement.
“It’s not funny!” Yunho glared, whacking Jaejoong’s shoulder.
“Yes, it is.”
Yunho pushed Jaejoong away from him and started walking to the door. “Laugh all you want because you're not getting any tonight."
Jaejoong froze, his face turning into a frown. "You think you can resist me?"
“Believe me, I can.” Yunho faced Jaejoong with a resolute look. "In fact, I’m not sleeping here with you!"
They scowled at each other for a long intense moment.
Jaejoong broke the silence first. "Immature bastard,” he hissed. “Well fine.” He stomped towards the tiny display stand and snatched the toy on top of it.
“Come on baby bear, you're staying with daddy tonight.” He then shot an irritated look at Yunho with a scoff. ”Your mommy is so whiny today. He must be on his period."
“Oh you...” Yunho’s eyes glowed with irritation as he marched towards Jaejoong. “So that’s how it is?” He grabbed the stuffed animal away from the other’s hold and pointed a finger at him.
"Were you talking about yourself just now? because a menopausal man like you can’t be on a period! But you did get one thing right, you’re a whiny little--”
“I’m not whiny!” Jaejoong interjected.
“Whatever. I'm taking the bear back with me!" Yunho spat angrily as he headed to the door.
Jaejoong gasped loudly seeing Yunho’s retreating back. "Are you divorcing me?!”
That stopped Yunho dead in his tracks. He gave Jaejoong a rather dubious look before gritting out an answer. "We're not even married!"
Jaejoong tilted his head innocently, his voice sounding sincere with his question. "Okay... but you'd marry me if you could?"
"Yes of course." Yunho answered back in a flash without hesitation then frowning at his momentary weakness. "But that's not the point!"
"Okay, good.” Jaejoong nodded then added thoughtfully, “Although if we did get a divorce, what makes you think you’ll have custody of our kid?"
Yunho gaped at the absurdity before replying anyway with his brows deeply furrowed. "First of all, if we did get married, there's no way we're getting a divorce. I won’t allow that to happen. And second--" he stopped midway realizing how he got sidetracked again.
Jaejoong was stifling his laughter.
"Damn it, Jaejoong!"
Yunho walked out, slamming the door behind him.
Half an hour later, Yunho heard the door to his bedroom open. He felt the bed dip to where his back was turned and then a sudden rush of warmth hesitantly pressed to his side.
"Why are you here?"
"I came for my baby bear." Jaejoong mumbled, pressing a kiss to Yunho’s nape.
He didn’t like the answer. For the first time, Yunho hated that stupid stuffed animal. "Take the damn toy then."
“Don’t be jealous.” Jaejoong chuckled, slipping himself under the blanket. “I came for my other baby bear."
Yunho continued to brood despite the other’s persistence. But Jaejoong wasn’t one to give up easily.
"So... we're not really having sex tonight?" his mouth pressed into Yunho’s back, voice muffled by the fabric.
"No. I told you we’re not."
"Not even angry make up sex?" he insisted, voice pleading like a little kid.
Yunho paused in thought, a small smile threatening to slip. "Nope."
Jaejoong poked Yunho's cheek. "Cuddle then?"
"Fine, maybe cuddling is okay." Yunho sighed, turning to his side to face his insistent lover. "But this doesn’t mean anything. I'm still mad."
Jaejoong’s face perked up anyway, jumping into Yunho's arms which then immediately enclosed him in a secure hug. He was grinning as he showered Yunho’s face with kisses.
"Looooove you, Yunnno-yah."
Yunho chuckled and couldn’t resist not to meet Jaejoong’s unrelenting lips with his. The kiss was slow-going, innocent, and separated with a satisfied smile on their lips.
"What about now? angry make up sex?"
"Okay." Yunho agreed, tickling Jaejoong’s side as he flipped them over. He frowned when Jaejoong looked up at him with a troubled expression and sounded serious when he voiced his concern.
"But it's not really angry make up sex if you're not angry, is it?"
“Uh, no. I guess not.”
“But I want angry make up sex. It’s hot.”
Yunho stared at his lover in disbelief. "Just.. let's pretend that I am. Will that work for you?"
"Well no, because I know you're not really mad."
"What do you want me to do then? get mad? because I'm not anymore."
"That's why I'm saying--"
"Okay, now I am getting mad."
"Oh! Oh!" Jaejoong squealed excitedly. "Then do that--that thing again. You know, where you kiss me to shut me up."
Yunho guffawed at that, body shaking in laughter. "Lord help me." He ran a thumb along Jaejoong's cheek who continued to babble animatedly in the background.
Yunho really had to shut him up with a kiss.
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A/N:
SMUTTTTEEH wasn’t it? and you know, I’ve been dying to write that scene of them fighting over the bear. haha! by the way, the next one might be the final chapter and then maybe an epilogue. I’m not sure yet, but yeah... I can’t believe it’s ending! huu.
Okay everyone, feel free to puke rainbows on the comment section! <3
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